Green Blooded Hobgoblin

xStarletx

A/N: Here we are Chapter 8! Who's excited? Ok So chapter 9 and 10 are done. The more you review, the faster I get them up. This chapter you learn more about Tedorians as a race, and you learn more about Teresa and Damian. Tell me if you like it!

Chapter 8

Tedorians were beings with two main personalities. The main personality was usually in control, and was the most influential attribute. Each personality had a name, and was the opposite of the main one. Tedorians, well some Tedorians, were able to create with a mere whisper of a thought, where as others could move matter on a whim. Each Tedorian had a different category that they could fit into, very rarely was there one in all, and that one Tedorian would be named ruler immediately.

The Tedorians took their mating rituals very seriously. Tedorians were to pick mates early on in their lives, based on the way the two would set off each other's personalities. Tedorians mated off of differences, if one was Smart their mate were most likely of less intelligence, strong attracted the weak, sad to the happier.

Tedorian's split personalities were greatly influential, to the mating process. If the main personality was calm, there was an angry alter ego that could take over. It was why the Tedorians took their mating ritual so seriously, a proper mate was meant to offset any changes in their mate. So if a calm mate were to suddenly become insatiably angry the mate - who would most likely have an angry main personality - would feel the change, revert to the calm alter ego and Could calm the suddenly angry partner.

The age difference wasn't ever over or under one year and any deviance was frowned on, but not unheard of.

The two deviant couples that started the war were Robert and Miranda, two very intelligent people who chose to mate for each other's brains and Tina and Garret, two extremely violent people who chose to mate for the simple reason that they liked that they could rough each other up and not come to much harm.

Of course many were against it, many frowned upon their unions and their offspring, but there wasn't much one could do if the mating ceremony took, if after their first mating their personalities gave off the glow of approval for all to see, then the union was sanctioned and unarguable.

Robert and Miranda were blessed with a child, a little girl they had named Teresa, but her life was not an easy one. She was a child who was shy and meek, and it was clear to see that finding her a suitable mate would be difficult. The two travelled the Tedorian star system, which consisted of five planets and sixteen moons, for a living. Trading where they could and trying to find their daughter a suitable mate. Their search led them to Canolian.

Years before, on the outpost Canolian, Tina and Garret's son – Damian - had a similar problem, his rage and violence was unmatched, and was found an unsuitable candidate for any mate in the system. By the time Teresa came to the planet, they had long been comfortable with the fact that their son would never find a mate.

Teresa didn't talk to anyone, she was too scared too. She longed to find someone who just understood her, someone who wouldn't tease her and steal her toys. One who wouldn't assume that just because she wouldn't talk she was stupid. One who would envelope her in a big hug when she hurt herself, and would keep her safe from those who'd hurt her.

Damian told himself he was fine with not having a mate, clearly he should just get over it. He was teased on a regular basis, he was fighting with anyone who dared to bother him, but he was fine. Damian was alone, and he liked it that way, or at least he told himself that. He'd spend his breaks at school up his favorite tree, where no one would come cause they were scared of him. Well until the day she came running up the hill that is.

Teresa wasn't enjoying her first day at her new school. The bigger boys were chasing her again. Teresa headed towards a deserted corner of the school yard. Gods know why. Maybe she thought they'd leave her alone.

Teresa ducked behind the tree and hid herself in her hands. She heard the pounding of feet but she didn't dare look up. Suddenly some grabbed her doll and ripped it out of her grasp. Teresa cried out and lunged after her stuffed dog. It was her favorite doll. The boys had her doll and were laughing at her.

"Go ahead cry!" The leader cried. One boy pushed her back down. Teresa picked herself up, the leader ripped the head off of the toy dog. Teresa felt the tears coming, she didn't want to cry, but her doll had just lost its head. Behind her she heard something land on the ground.

The boys in front of her look panicked. Teresa backed up and bumped into something. Teresa looked up, a very angry orange hair boy was staring down at her with dark green eyes. He looked back up to the boys, and growled. They dropped her doll and ran to the school building. Teresa backed away from the boy behind her. If those boys were scared of him she should be scared of him too. She tripped over the remains of her doll and landed on her butt, jolting the tears out of her eyes.

The boy backed away from her.

"Great even you're scared of me" He snarled. His voice sounded strained, as if she had hurt him. Teresa was confused, he looked so big, and so strong, how could she have hurt him? The boy turned and jumped back up into the tree. Teresa watched him as he settled himself on a large branch. Was he why no one came around here? Teresa looked to her destroyed doll, she brushed a few of her tears away and then got up. She needed to get away, to find a better place to hide. She paused to looked up at the boy in the tree, his green eyes were following her.

He seemed so sad and so lonely, where was his mate? Maybe he was mateless like her. Teresa shook her head, what was she thinking. Such a nice boy like him clearly had a mate, and he wouldn't have liked her either. No one loved her. And no one would.

The tears started a new, and Teresa turned from the boy and ran.

She'd be alone for ever.

Damian watched the little girl go. He hadn't even talked to her and he had made her cry.

For some reason that upset him.

Frowning Damian jumped back down from the tree, those damn bullies had broken her doll. Where was her mate? Why wasn't' he protecting her?

If he was her mate those guys wouldn't have managed to corner her. If she was his mate he wouldn't have lost her. If she was his mate she wouldn't cry. Not ever.

Damian kicked the remnants of the doll. She wasn't his mate. He'd never have a mate. Not that it mattered, if even he could have a mate, merely her age would make her unsuitable.

Damian picked up her doll.

Every little girl deserved a doll.

The school bell rang behind him. Damian held the pieces of the doll. Maybe he could fix it. He'd like to see what she looked like with a smile on her face.

Damian realized, as he was walking back to school, that this was the first time in his life he had ever been so calm.

Teresa bolted up in bed. She hadn't dreamt about meeting Damian in years and she had never known what he had thought. He always maintained that he wasn't that interested in her. Clearly that was a lie.

Beside her was the toy dog she hadn't let out of her sight since she had got it. Somehow it managed to get to her. She had a feeling Spock had brought it to her. But she was just so angry with him.

He never wanted her here. Seems everyone she loved never wanted her around. Damian never did, Spock didn't, not even Jim had wanted to be her guardian.

Teresa was a burden, only her pets loved her.

Teresa sobbed in earnest then. Oh how she'd do anything to be with Damian again. If there was only some way he survived that blast.

But if that were true, he would have found her by now.

Teresa was alone.